<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19339900</id><updated>2011-11-24T21:43:45.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twirl World</title><subtitle type='html'>My life in the world of twirling and outside of its busy schedule.  Baton twirling could not be more fun and this site tells you why.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Twirl World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14012410746271751602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19339900.post-116768903377201491</id><published>2007-01-01T14:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T14:03:53.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year, New Blog!</title><content type='html'>Hey everybody, as most of you have noticed, i haven't really been keeping up with my posting so I have started a new blog. This one is called paige's pics. I will put all of my pics from all of my events on there. SO CHECK IT OUT!!! &lt;a href="http://www.paigespictures.blogspot.com"&gt;www.paigespictures.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19339900-116768903377201491?l=twirlworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/feeds/116768903377201491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19339900&amp;postID=116768903377201491&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/116768903377201491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/116768903377201491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-year-new-blog.html' title='New Year, New Blog!'/><author><name>Twirl World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14012410746271751602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19339900.post-115800999354161815</id><published>2006-09-11T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T14:41:47.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>High School!!!</title><content type='html'>OMG!  I just got through my first week of high school.  I am going to love it, except three days a week i have to be there at 7:00 for band, but o well.  All of my teachers, are nice, but they all have names that I can barely pernounce.  The only class that I am really worried about is Speech.  I'm not worried about getting a bad grade, but the whole giving speeches part.  Now don't get me wrong, those who know me, know that I am nowhere near being a shy person.  The thing is that this is a tenth grade class, so the rest of the class is sophmores except for two other of us smart freshies.  I just hope I don't make a complete idiot of myself, but I don't think that I will. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Congratulations to my friends Hannah U. and Brendan A.!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;They made the freshman homecoming court!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GO HANNAH!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19339900-115800999354161815?l=twirlworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115800999354161815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19339900&amp;postID=115800999354161815&amp;isPopup=true' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/115800999354161815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/115800999354161815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/2006/09/high-school.html' title='High School!!!'/><author><name>Twirl World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14012410746271751602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19339900.post-115686458692137556</id><published>2006-08-29T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T08:16:26.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School and Dance</title><content type='html'>Well, my busy schedule is back.  Dance starts this week and school starts next week.  I am so excited to learn all of our new routines.  It is weird to think that they our routines can  be any better than last year, but that is what is say every year. Somehow we do get better.  Now school I am looking forward to but not because of the learning part.  I'm more happy about seeing my friends everyday now.  Some of them I haven't seen all summer. OOOO, and guess what, I'm in HIGH SCHOOL. YAH!!!  The only bad part about my first year of high school is that I am a freshman.  We are considered the babies of the school.  O well. Everybody is going to be or has been freshman before.  Talk to all yall later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19339900-115686458692137556?l=twirlworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115686458692137556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19339900&amp;postID=115686458692137556&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/115686458692137556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/115686458692137556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/2006/08/school-and-dance.html' title='School and Dance'/><author><name>Twirl World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14012410746271751602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19339900.post-115637570661283522</id><published>2006-08-23T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T16:28:26.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd Day!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/1600/batonpic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/320/batonpic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So far, band camp has been pretty good. Today I got even more burnt than I was. OMG!!! It hurts sssssoooooooooooo BAD!!! It wasn't as bad as yesterday though. Today there was atleast a break. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PLEASE COMMENT ME. IT DOESN'T HAVE TO BE ABOUT WHAT I WROTE. JUST SAY HOW U R DOIN' AND WAT IS GOIN' ON AND WAT NOT. PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19339900-115637570661283522?l=twirlworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115637570661283522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19339900&amp;postID=115637570661283522&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/115637570661283522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/115637570661283522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/2006/08/2nd-day.html' title='2nd Day!!!'/><author><name>Twirl World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14012410746271751602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19339900.post-115628515569656356</id><published>2006-08-22T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T15:19:15.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Band</title><content type='html'>Hey, everybody!!! Today was the first day of band camp.  Its not the band camp that you are thinking of.  It is where we learn our marching routines for the season.  It was so hot today, and I think that I got sunburnt. I don't feel it now, but I'm sure that I will tomorrow.  We have camp for three days for six hours a day.  It is actually kind of fun. The other twirlers and I mess around some the time so its a blast. I also have drill team for an hour tonight and then dance camp for another two hours right after.  I'm going to be dead tonight.  TTYL!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19339900-115628515569656356?l=twirlworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115628515569656356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19339900&amp;postID=115628515569656356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/115628515569656356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/115628515569656356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/2006/08/band.html' title='Band'/><author><name>Twirl World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14012410746271751602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19339900.post-115583913738976061</id><published>2006-08-17T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T11:41:15.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dumpster</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/1600/dumpster.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/200/dumpster.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this sounds a little gurastic but if you saw the inside of our house you would understand. We have rented a dumpster for a week and are pretending that we are moving. We are throwing almost everything out. So far I have thrown four huge buckets of trash out of my room and I am still not finished. By the time we are done our house is going to be spotless. We are moving my brother into my dad's office, my dad's office, into the basement. Our basement will also be a TV room for us to hang out. It also has a fuzball table. I am actually excited that we are finally doing this. For my friends who are reading this, now I might be able to have you over. YAY!!! YAY!!! TTYL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19339900-115583913738976061?l=twirlworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115583913738976061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19339900&amp;postID=115583913738976061&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/115583913738976061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/115583913738976061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/2006/08/dumpster.html' title='Dumpster'/><author><name>Twirl World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14012410746271751602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19339900.post-115534437310318691</id><published>2006-08-11T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T17:59:33.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance Camp!!!</title><content type='html'>I know that I haven't posted in a while and that this camp was a week ago, but I guess that I have just been enjoying not having anything going on.  In fact I picked up a baton for the first time in three weeks the other day.  Yah, I know what a surprise.  Well, dance camp was a blast.  The entire team got along the whole time.  We stayed at the dorms at Drake University and from there, the gym was about 3 blocks away.  By the way,  the gym that the camp was held in wasn't air-conditioned.  It was like in the nineties the entire time we were there.  And of course the only time that it rained was the last day.  When I got home from camp I was so depressed because I missed it so much.  What really surprises me is how much I missed it.  While I was there all I wanted to do was go home and sleep.  I was gross, sweaty, tired, frustrated, and I constantly was taking medicine to get rid of the headaches.  Just because I thought that you needed to know this, but you know I told you that I sweat, well to show just how much we were sweating.  Through the entire day of camp I didn't pee once because all of the water I was drinking was being sweat out of me.  I AM NOT EXAGERATING ONE BIT!!!  One thing that surprised me was the food.  I expected college food to be disgusting ,but really it was sooooooooooooo delicious.  I Loved It!!!  It was like a buffet and you had so many options.  Overall it was a great experience.  I hope that I will get to go back next year!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19339900-115534437310318691?l=twirlworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115534437310318691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19339900&amp;postID=115534437310318691&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/115534437310318691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/115534437310318691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/2006/08/dance-camp.html' title='Dance Camp!!!'/><author><name>Twirl World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14012410746271751602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19339900.post-115376547376550653</id><published>2006-07-24T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T11:26:45.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baton Nationals!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh, my gosh!!! Baton Nationals was so much fun and we all did really well. Here is how I did:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Intermediate Solo- 6th out of 41&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Int. X-strut- 7th out of 33&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Int. Flag- 7th&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Show twirl- 6th out of 25&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Two- baton- 2nd out of 31&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Team- pom got 13th out of 26 we learned the routine two weeks ago&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;production we don't know yet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;regular team we got 3rd out of 13&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were on our way to the Hammus Bookstore on campus when I got a call from my coach saying that me and somebody else needed to go up for awards. So me and my friend Jennifer ran across campus, changed our clothes, ran all around the arena to find where we needed to go and then stood for a half hour long awards ceremony. During the awards they announce the top ten and the other three losing teams are left in the back in front of everyone which is really embarassing. So they announced tenth place, and ninth place and we're thinking 8th or 7th place wouldn't be so bad. Then they announced fifth and me, Jennifer, and Kirsti are like,"Crap, we didn't even make top ten. " So we are looking at the ground and covering our faces with our hands and our coach has her face buried in her hands. Then we ended up getting 3rd. So the first place winners are just standing there smiling and then there's us, the third place winners jumping up and down screaming and laughing, it was so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check back tomorrow for pictures and more funny stories.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19339900-115376547376550653?l=twirlworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115376547376550653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19339900&amp;postID=115376547376550653&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/115376547376550653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/115376547376550653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/2006/07/baton-nationals.html' title='Baton Nationals!!!'/><author><name>Twirl World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14012410746271751602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19339900.post-115292143989958849</id><published>2006-07-14T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T16:59:52.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Balloons &amp; Tunes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/1600/baton%20twirling.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/320/baton%20twirling.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my gosh, it was so hot yesterday. We were going to have to perform at Balloons &amp;amp; Tunes in Indianola in the heat, but luckily we got rained on and we didn't have to. The bad news was that our baton coach called a 3 hour practice instead, but we did need it. The whole reason for the practice is because we have baton nationals next week at Notre Dame in Southbend, Indiana. I am so excited and it is going to be sooooooooooooooo so soooooooooo much fun!!! I'll tell you about how the team and I did next week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19339900-115292143989958849?l=twirlworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115292143989958849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19339900&amp;postID=115292143989958849&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/115292143989958849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/115292143989958849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/2006/07/balloons-tunes.html' title='Balloons &amp; Tunes'/><author><name>Twirl World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14012410746271751602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19339900.post-115247453733231517</id><published>2006-07-09T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T12:48:57.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bill Riley 2006</title><content type='html'>Well, our tap quartet is competing in the Bill Riley Talent Search again this year.  Except now we are in the Senior division which is a lot more and harder competition.  We still have been doing pretty well though. In the past week we have competed in two more.  One was on the Fourth of July in Carlisle and there were lots of really good acts, yet we still ended up winning 2nd place and the prize was $50.  Then on Friday we went to New Virginia where there was also really good talent.  We ended up getting first place and a $25 prize.  As supportive as my mother is, after the awards she came up to us and said, "Wow I didn't think that you had a chance of even placing." That's my mother. Well, our next contest is the Iowa State Fair.  I hope that we do well at the fair as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19339900-115247453733231517?l=twirlworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115247453733231517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19339900&amp;postID=115247453733231517&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/115247453733231517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/115247453733231517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/2006/07/bill-riley-2006.html' title='Bill Riley 2006'/><author><name>Twirl World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14012410746271751602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19339900.post-115090997199577996</id><published>2006-06-21T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T10:12:52.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Talent On Parade</title><content type='html'>This weekend we had our last dance competition of the season.  It was the Talent on Parade Nationals.  We did really well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Rasberry Barret- 3rd place overall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Twister- 5th place overall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The Roof is on Fire- 6th overall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jump- 7th overall, we also made dance-offs for this routine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Dance- offs are when they chose the top eight high scoring routines to compete for $1000, we didn't win, but it is still a great honor!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19339900-115090997199577996?l=twirlworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115090997199577996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19339900&amp;postID=115090997199577996&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/115090997199577996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/115090997199577996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/2006/06/talent-on-parade.html' title='Talent On Parade'/><author><name>Twirl World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14012410746271751602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19339900.post-114969800809555195</id><published>2006-06-07T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T09:33:28.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bill Riley Again!!!</title><content type='html'>As most of you know, the tap quartet that I am currently in was a Bill Riley Sprout Champ last year at the Iowa State Fair.  I know that that was a huge deal and I'm sure that some of you thought that the end for us, well think again.  We are back this year with a great routine and so much more energy.  On Sunday we went to Fort Dodge to qualify to go to the fair again.  Our song is "River Deep" by Celine Dion.  This year we are competing in the Senior division.  There were four other great acts.  Yet, we still managed to get first place.  So we will be going and competing at the fair again.  By the way,  just guess what our prize was. Just Guess!!!  A $25 gift certificate to McDonalds and we are all sick of McD's.  We think that they just want to make us fat! HA! HA! HA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19339900-114969800809555195?l=twirlworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114969800809555195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19339900&amp;postID=114969800809555195&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/114969800809555195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/114969800809555195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/2006/06/bill-riley-again.html' title='Bill Riley Again!!!'/><author><name>Twirl World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14012410746271751602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19339900.post-114969726155564938</id><published>2006-06-07T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T09:21:01.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;FOOD! YAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/1600/IMG_1983.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/320/IMG_1983.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Party!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/1600/IMG_1981.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/320/IMG_1981.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A sad moment when I leave the middle school for the last time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/1600/IMG_1973.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/320/IMG_1973.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mrs Davidson(the best teacher in the world) &amp; Mr. Kaster reading memories from the past year!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/1600/IMG_1965.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/320/IMG_1965.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Donut Time! YUMMMM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/1600/IMG_1958.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/320/IMG_1958.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TA Buds!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/1600/IMG_1955.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/320/IMG_1955.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19339900-114969726155564938?l=twirlworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114969726155564938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19339900&amp;postID=114969726155564938&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/114969726155564938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/114969726155564938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/2006/06/pictures.html' title='Pictures!!!'/><author><name>Twirl World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14012410746271751602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19339900.post-114936742853777570</id><published>2006-06-03T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T13:43:48.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School's Out!!!</title><content type='html'>Thursday the 8th grade went to Adventureland.  It was so much fun.  I won three prizes. One of them was for the "guess my weight game."  They guessed my weight at 105 lbs. and they were 25 pounds short.  I even knew that when she told me her guess that it was goin' to be wrong.  I finally went on the Silly Silo for the first time, and I went on it two times in a row.  I was really sick after that too.  I wanted to just go home and sleep, but I had to work so that was a bummer and then after work I had dance until almost ten.  Then Friday was our last day.  It was so sad.  My last day at Middle School.  The teachers put together this big ceremony where each teacher gave out two awards for the best students in there class.  I got an award for the best math student, having A's every quarter in math, top seven art students, and an outstanding presidential award.  For the presidential award I had to get a 3.5 GPA and score 90% or higher on my ITBS scores for math and English.  Then our history teacher put together a slide show and I was crying it was so sad.  After school I went over to a friends house for a pool party.  It was so much fun.  I'll post some pictures tomorrow, but I have to go get ready for a recital.  Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19339900-114936742853777570?l=twirlworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114936742853777570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19339900&amp;postID=114936742853777570&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/114936742853777570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/114936742853777570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/2006/06/schools-out.html' title='School&apos;s Out!!!'/><author><name>Twirl World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14012410746271751602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19339900.post-114826881867924232</id><published>2006-05-21T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T07:02:02.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pics!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Na-na-na-na-na! DO THE HUSSLE!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/1600/IMG_1944.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/400/IMG_1944.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; EMMA AND I , DOIN' THE RUNIN' MAN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/1600/IMG_1938.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/400/IMG_1938.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BROOKE, KOLE, AND EMMA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/1600/IMG_1910.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/400/IMG_1910.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; TYLER AND I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/1600/IMG_1916.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/400/IMG_1916.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; DUMB AND DUMBER!!! (SEAN AND TYLER)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/1600/IMG_1904.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/400/IMG_1904.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; DANI AND ALYSSA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/1600/IMG_1901.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/400/IMG_1901.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19339900-114826881867924232?l=twirlworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114826881867924232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19339900&amp;postID=114826881867924232&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/114826881867924232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/114826881867924232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/2006/05/pics.html' title='Pics!!!'/><author><name>Twirl World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14012410746271751602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19339900.post-114826693005846724</id><published>2006-05-21T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T20:02:10.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Weekend!!!</title><content type='html'>Guess What? It was birthday this weekend! YAY!!! Friday I had my 8th grade formal.  It was so much fun.  I loved my dress and I loved when all my friends get in one big circle, dance our heart out, and scream the lyrics on the top of our lungs.  I tried to curl my hair, but even though I left my hair in hot rollers for an hour and a half,  it still didn't curl. It was hilarious, two guys , Sean S. and Tyler T., dressed up in tuxedoes and bow ties.  One was orange and the other was blue.  Then they wore name tags that said "Dumb", and ", Dumber".  Then after the dance, I had 11 girls over to my house for my birthday party.  It was wild and so much fun.  When 3 of them left, they forgot something and came back.  They didn't ring the doorbell and just walked right in.  My mom went up to see who it was 'cause we only heard the door open and they popped around the corner yelling at my mom and scared her half to death.  It was hilarious.  Then another 3 of them spent the night.  It was a blast.  The best part of my b-day was that I got an ipod.  OMG!  My friend Kayla had been listening to her itunes on our computer Friday so when I loaded my $15 music card on, it went into her account, it was a huge mess, but we fixed it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19339900-114826693005846724?l=twirlworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114826693005846724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19339900&amp;postID=114826693005846724&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/114826693005846724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/114826693005846724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/2006/05/birthday-weekend.html' title='Birthday Weekend!!!'/><author><name>Twirl World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14012410746271751602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19339900.post-114810221199286344</id><published>2006-05-19T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T22:16:52.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PMS and ESP</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sorry 'bout the bad word, but I love this saying and it is hilarious!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/1600/pms%20and%20esp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/400/pms%20and%20esp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19339900-114810221199286344?l=twirlworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114810221199286344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19339900&amp;postID=114810221199286344&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/114810221199286344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/114810221199286344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/2006/05/pms-and-esp.html' title='PMS and ESP'/><author><name>Twirl World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14012410746271751602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19339900.post-114783381136091970</id><published>2006-05-16T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T19:43:31.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Recital</title><content type='html'>OMG!!! Recital was so much fun.  I was a little bit mad that we had to be there early in the morning to practice, but it wasn't that horrible.  My mom did this dance in the recital that the parents do every year, but usually it is just the dads, but this year they added the moms.  My dad was going to do it, but the last time that he tried, he couldn't move for a week. &lt;br /&gt;Usually I'm known for having my shoe come flying off in the middle of the routine.  This year I seriously tried to keep it on and I didn't think that it was going to happen up until the third recital.  In the very beginning of the first dance I did a tilt kick, my shoe came off.  WHAT A SURPRISE!!!&lt;br /&gt;For finale this year our theme was "Rockn' Roll".  We got so into it.  We wore black chokers, frizzed our hair, and Tucker even put his hair in a mohawk.  It was hilarious and so much fun.  I can't wait till next year. &lt;br /&gt;(maybe next year we'll tape my shoe on, hahahahehehe)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19339900-114783381136091970?l=twirlworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114783381136091970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19339900&amp;postID=114783381136091970&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/114783381136091970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/114783381136091970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/2006/05/recital.html' title='Recital'/><author><name>Twirl World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14012410746271751602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19339900.post-114783302124762448</id><published>2006-05-16T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T20:47:23.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Majorette</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/1600/baton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="142" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/400/baton.jpg" width="159" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Congratulations to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Megan M. for announced as Miss Majorette of Iowa 13-15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Alessa S. for receiving 2nd place in Miss Majorette of Iowa 10-12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Kelsey N. for winning both Novice X-strut and Solo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Kirstie T., Kirstie O., Gabby G., Courtney, Jessica H., Stephanie S., Alessa S., and Emma V. for doing a job well done!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;... and to Jennifer O. for being there and supporting us even though she hurt her ankle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Not to brag, but I won Miss Majorette of Iowa Intermediate 13-15!!! YAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;I'd like to thank my coach Dawn R. for teaching me everything and Jan S. , the director of our studio for being there for advice and support. THANKS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19339900-114783302124762448?l=twirlworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114783302124762448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19339900&amp;postID=114783302124762448&amp;isPopup=true' title='44 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/114783302124762448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/114783302124762448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/2006/05/miss-majorette.html' title='Miss Majorette'/><author><name>Twirl World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14012410746271751602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>44</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19339900.post-114628314756236787</id><published>2006-04-28T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T14:11:29.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>McDonalds!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 64px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="68" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/400/rona.gif" width="160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, after school, I got a call from my friend Laynee. She asked me if I wanted to go to McDonalds with her, Reece(her boyfriend), and Blair. I was worried that my parents weren't going to let me go because we were going to walk there and it was starting to rain. Yet, they fortunately let us go. Thank goodness. It was really fun. At first, Reece called me and told me to walk up to Blair's house. (by the way we all live like within a couple of blocks of McDonald's) When I got there, his brother told me to walk to Laynee's house. So as I was walking there, they all met me in the middle. We started walking and it was so frustrating because Laynee and Reece won't even hold hands for gosh sakes. When we got there , of course, the service was slow as usual. Blair found a toy giraffe sitting on an empty table so he picked it up and started playing with it. He even kissed it for who knows what reason. Then he BROKE IT'S HEAD OFF. HOW RUDE!!! While Laynee was getting napkins, they stuck the head of the giraffe in her drink where the straw was suppost to go. IT WAS HILARIOUS!!! Then the TOOK MY FRIES!!! But it was ok 'cause Laynee said that she would share some of her's with me. YAY!!! Anyway, it was a lot of fun. I won't post till Monday 'cause this weekend is a dance competition so I want to wait and post about it all at one time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19339900-114628314756236787?l=twirlworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114628314756236787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19339900&amp;postID=114628314756236787&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/114628314756236787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/114628314756236787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/2006/04/mcdonalds.html' title='McDonalds!'/><author><name>Twirl World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14012410746271751602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19339900.post-114591405132956145</id><published>2006-04-24T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T14:27:31.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheerleading!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Congratulations to my friends who are next years NHS cheerleaders:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Kayla &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Kaylen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Rachel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Kelsey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I am so proud of you!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Maybe I'll try-out next year! YAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19339900-114591405132956145?l=twirlworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114591405132956145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19339900&amp;postID=114591405132956145&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/114591405132956145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/114591405132956145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/2006/04/cheerleading.html' title='Cheerleading!!!'/><author><name>Twirl World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14012410746271751602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19339900.post-114487626781232637</id><published>2006-04-12T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T14:11:07.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kidnapped!!!</title><content type='html'>Last Tuesday the seniors came and kidnapped all of the people who made drill team. They woke us up at four in the morning without us knowing and took us to Perkins. It was really good. Yummm!!! While they were waking us up they put an &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on us that stood for Norwalk. For some people they covered their beds in shaving creme and they got the whole thing on video which was hilarious. They squirted me with a water gun and got my sweatshirt all wet. I was really tired, but it was still really fun. I can't wait till we start practice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19339900-114487626781232637?l=twirlworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114487626781232637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19339900&amp;postID=114487626781232637&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/114487626781232637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/114487626781232637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/2006/04/kidnapped.html' title='Kidnapped!!!'/><author><name>Twirl World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14012410746271751602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19339900.post-114378029280343508</id><published>2006-03-30T19:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T20:44:52.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Storms</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 155px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="166" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/400/rain%20storm.jpg" width="163" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOY, have we had some storms tonight. When I was at the bus stop, me and all of my friends got soaking wet. On the bus we all steamed all of the windows. It was pretty funny. Except the part where my hair curled up from getting wet. OMG!!! I'm just kidding, it wasn't that bad. I love to dance and sing in the rain. I was going to when I went home but my mom wouldn't let me because of the lightning. Then the storm got really bad. We live on a hill so there was I tons of water gushing down the street. The soor(sorry I don't know how to spell that word) backed up and pushed the lid off the top and it looked a gieser. Also we have our own mote in our front yard. Then dance was cancelled unfortunately and we have a competition this weekend and my mom is out finishing our costumes at the last minute. Before would like you to say a prayer for those whose houses got destroyed from the tornadoes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19339900-114378029280343508?l=twirlworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114378029280343508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19339900&amp;postID=114378029280343508&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/114378029280343508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/114378029280343508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/2006/03/storms.html' title='Storms'/><author><name>Twirl World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14012410746271751602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19339900.post-114369527902365366</id><published>2006-03-29T20:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T21:07:59.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leave A Comment!!!</title><content type='html'>You know, I've been upset because I didn't think that anyone was reading my blog.  Well, then I found out that they were, but they just weren't leaving any comments.  This still kind of upsets me.  So if you are reading this please leave a comment.  PLEASE!!!  If you don't know how to leave a comment, all you have to do is which ever post you want to leave a comment for you click below on the link that says 'comment' with a number in front of it.  Then you can just type in your name (you don't have to leave a web page), and then just leave your comment in the box.  I love to get comments, even if its not about what I have written.  So every time you read my blog PLEASE leave me a comment!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19339900-114369527902365366?l=twirlworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114369527902365366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19339900&amp;postID=114369527902365366&amp;isPopup=true' title='50 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/114369527902365366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/114369527902365366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/2006/03/leave-comment.html' title='Leave A Comment!!!'/><author><name>Twirl World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14012410746271751602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>50</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19339900.post-114350040009849113</id><published>2006-03-27T14:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T15:00:00.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>School is Back</title><content type='html'>I did not want to go to school today but i had to.  Although it was nice to see all my friends again.  Plus I got to wear my new shirt that my grandma bought me over spring break.  It was really rainy today and on the way up to English at the high school we had to walk through rain puddles, mudd, and muddy rain puddles.  Then we had to walk up this really steep hill.  On the way up I slipped I tried to catch my self, but it made matters worse. I got mudd all over my pants and and arm.  Luckily I didn't get any mudd on my new shirt.  My friend Laynee said that it looked like I didn't make it to the bathroom in time.  HEHEHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;MY FRIEND KAYLEN SAYS HI!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19339900-114350040009849113?l=twirlworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114350040009849113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19339900&amp;postID=114350040009849113&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/114350040009849113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/114350040009849113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/2006/03/school-is-back_27.html' title='School is Back'/><author><name>Twirl World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14012410746271751602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19339900.post-114314510623354988</id><published>2006-03-23T11:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T12:18:26.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break!!!</title><content type='html'>So far Spring Break has been kind of boring, but it is nice to have a chance to relax and not do anything. Last Saturday I went to Kansas City for a baton competition. I did really good, but I wasn't really competing. I did Divisionals which means that they just judge me and I'm not competing against anyone. I also competed in teams,but we left before we could find out how we did. Then on Sunday, we went to the St. Joseph's Day Feast and it was DELICIOUS. OMG!!! The food there is always so good. I was prepared this year too. I wanted to eat a lot of food while I was there so I skipped breakfast that day and I filled my plate up so that food was almost falling off the edges. This was so I wouldn't have to walk back through the line for seconds. Then Monday we went to the dentist. No one had cavities thank goodness. Today I was so excited!!! I got my haircut. YAY!!! I haven't gotten my haircut since the beginning of November and that is way to long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I have to go, please put in a good prayer for me. Dylan, my brother, is having a birthday party and so I have to try to survive being in the same house as five 8 year olds. Last year I barely made it through and I'm not kidding. THESE ARE NO NORMAL 8 YR. OLDS!!! NO JOKE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19339900-114314510623354988?l=twirlworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114314510623354988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19339900&amp;postID=114314510623354988&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/114314510623354988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/114314510623354988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/2006/03/spring-break.html' title='Spring Break!!!'/><author><name>Twirl World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14012410746271751602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19339900.post-114289503144363382</id><published>2006-03-20T14:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T09:16:34.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drill Team!!!</title><content type='html'>This past week, my friends and I have been getting ready for dance team tryouts. We all wore ourselves out.  You see we go and learn a routine for the tryouts and we have to learn it in three days.  That requires remembering it, practicing it, and mastering the entire routine so that it looks like you've known for over a week.  In fact I was so scared that I would forget the routine so kept going through it in my head until I remembered all of it.  Then if I remembered the routine, I would be able to go to sleep with a cleaner mind.  My friends and I would go up to the studio after learning more of the routine and we would practice for hours.  Then after our regular dance classes, we would practice the routine some more.  It was exhausting!!!  On top of that we had to have our splitz down so everybody stretched for like an hour each day to get further and further.  That was what really made us sore.  (I already had my splitz down though, because my mom made a deal with me that if I got my splitz down by the end of Feb. she would pay me, and I did)  All this practice cut into our sleeping time too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came the day of the tryouts.  That morning I got up and went through the routine a couple of times.  During the day, if my friends and I had a free time in class, we would go through it in our heads together.  After school, my mom took me and a couple of my friends up to the studio to practice before the tryouts.  I really helped, I thought.  Then we got something to eat and went straight over to the school for tryouts.  By this time our nerves were on a high. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were 18 girls trying out and they said that they would take from 12-16 girls.  So for sure two people weren't going to make it.  In the locker room there were 6 girls who had already made the team, five of them were Juniors and one was a senior.  There were 4 sophmores trying out and the rest were freshman.  Of those trying out I had nine friends.  I had wished that all of us would have made it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During regular dance class our minds were on who were making dance team.  After dance class we all went up and looked at the sign on the door that listed the members of next years dance team.  The six girls who had already made the team once before and four freshman. I wish that all of my friends had made it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Congratulations to the following for making the NDT:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Paige (that's me!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hannah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Laynee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Megan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sami&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Emily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Abby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Elizabeth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sorry,  there are two other people and I don't know there names.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19339900-114289503144363382?l=twirlworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114289503144363382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19339900&amp;postID=114289503144363382&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/114289503144363382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/114289503144363382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/2006/03/drill-team.html' title='Drill Team!!!'/><author><name>Twirl World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14012410746271751602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19339900.post-114196209018115294</id><published>2006-03-09T19:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T10:46:47.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>State Basketball!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/1600/basketball2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/400/basketball2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I have great news. On Tuesday, our girls basketball team went to state and we made it to the semifinals. The game was so much fun and we got to skip school to see it. Then to day we went back to play again and we WON!!! It was so awesome and so close. There was three minutes left in the game and Xavier was like six points behind us. I was for sure that we were going to win, but then in the next minute and a half the caught up and the score was 43 to 42. Tight score. I was like omg. We ended up winning but not without a fight. I can't wait to go to the game on Saturday to fight for the state title. I almost lost my voice at the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was kind of embarrassing because I screamed so loud and everyone around me gave me a funny look. Then my friend Bri, turned to the people behind us and said,"It's ok, she just got out of the psych ward and she forgot to take her medicine." They believed it and were giving me funny looks all night. It was still fun though. I'll be back to update Saturday on how our team does!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;G&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt; W&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;R&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;I&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;R&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19339900-114196209018115294?l=twirlworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114196209018115294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19339900&amp;postID=114196209018115294&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/114196209018115294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/114196209018115294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/2006/03/state-basketball.html' title='State Basketball!'/><author><name>Twirl World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14012410746271751602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19339900.post-114082021823234339</id><published>2006-02-24T14:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T14:31:05.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chuckie Cheese's!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/1600/CC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 87px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px" height="107" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/320/CC.jpg" width="83" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;My favorite place to be a kid. Today my brothers, 6 other kids, and I went to Chuckie Cheese's. It was pretty boring. I sat and talked with the other to moms, but their conversations didn't interest me at all. So I pretty much sat there and kept to myself. By the way, I love their pizza. It makes me feel like a kid again. It made me gasp how vicious the moms were in the lines to order the pizza and get tokens for the kids. One mom went straight to the front of the line in front of ten other people. Another mom said,"The line starts back there!" Then the mom who cut said,"You know what? I stood in line for 25 minutes just get into this place so I would like to get my tokens." I said,"Gasp, what a rude person!"(but not out loud) Eventually everybody pushed her out of the way and she went to the back of the line which was longer than it was when she got to the line. That is what a rude person gets for cutting me!! HA!!! Unfortunately just as I got there my best friend Kelsey came in with her family. I wish she had gotten there an hour earlier instead of right when I had to leave, but it was nice to see that I'm wasn't the only 13 year old there! OH, I'm sorry she was twelve or atleast that's what her mom told the lady in the front so that they could get free tokens. After Chuckie's we went to Target and I got this new purple purse and the cutest shirt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19339900-114082021823234339?l=twirlworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114082021823234339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19339900&amp;postID=114082021823234339&amp;isPopup=true' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/114082021823234339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/114082021823234339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/2006/02/chuckie-cheeses.html' title='Chuckie Cheese&apos;s!!!'/><author><name>Twirl World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14012410746271751602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19339900.post-114062584421759075</id><published>2006-02-22T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T08:33:23.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/1600/no%20school.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/200/no%20school.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited! I have a five day weekend break. This week at school is conferences. I'm not so excited about the whole conference thing, but the no school thing is really working for me. Unfortunately I have absolutely nothing to do. I woke up about twenty minutes ago. My mom said that I could always clean my room or part of the house. I thought was hilarious and started to laugh, but I guess she didn't find it very funny. I might go to the studio later to practice baton, but there will probably be nobody there so it will be just as boring. If something interesting actually happens today I'll write about it, but I wouldn't count on it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19339900-114062584421759075?l=twirlworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114062584421759075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19339900&amp;postID=114062584421759075&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/114062584421759075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/114062584421759075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/2006/02/break.html' title='Break'/><author><name>Twirl World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14012410746271751602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19339900.post-114056778267499768</id><published>2006-02-21T16:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T16:23:02.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Olympics at School!</title><content type='html'>Today at school we played the games that were in the Olympics only they were a little bit different.  For the luge event we sat on scooters and pushed ourselves around the gym.  We speed skated by sliding on pieces of paper under our feet, and shot hockey goals with plastic pucks.  My favorite event was when we had to put on all of these ski clothes really fast and had to run to your partner who you would switch the clothes with.  My partner and I won two gold medals, two silver, and one bronze.  Then my favorite part of the entire day was when we went to the ice arena and got to skate.  This was the first time I had ever been skating and I had so much fun.  The ice skates were really painful on my ankles, but surprisingly I only fell two times.  At school I'm known for being a clutz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19339900-114056778267499768?l=twirlworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114056778267499768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19339900&amp;postID=114056778267499768&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/114056778267499768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/114056778267499768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/2006/02/olympics-at-school.html' title='Olympics at School!'/><author><name>Twirl World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14012410746271751602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19339900.post-114049436693330784</id><published>2006-02-20T19:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T19:59:26.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awards!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Our team did so well this weekend at Omaha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Here are the results:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Twister-  Platinum rating&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                 3rd place overall&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                 Highest tap score&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                 Excellence award&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                 Twistin' Judges Choice award&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                 Best Entertainment Award&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                 Invitation to Power Pak&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Roof is On Fire-  Platinum rating&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                      3rd place overall&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                      3rd highest tap score&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                      Best Entertainment Award &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                      Invitation to Power Pak &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I think that this will be our best year so far!!!  I HOPE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;This only bad thing about this entire weekend was that I had a signus cold the entire time!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19339900-114049436693330784?l=twirlworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114049436693330784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19339900&amp;postID=114049436693330784&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/114049436693330784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/114049436693330784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/2006/02/awards.html' title='Awards!'/><author><name>Twirl World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14012410746271751602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19339900.post-114021592469529207</id><published>2006-02-17T14:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T14:38:44.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starpower!</title><content type='html'>I am so sorry that I haven't posted in almost a month, but I have been really occupied.  I probably won't be able to post this weekend either 'cause I will be at a dance competition in Omaha.  I am so excited.  For this competition I will only be performing two routines 'cause our other ones aren't finished.  The two that we are taking are our tap routine, "The Roof Is On Fire", and our tap production routine, "Twister", like the game twister with all of the colorful dots.  Our twister costumes are so cute.  They are white with blue, red, green, and yellow dots along the skirt and a big dot in the middle of the costume.  Our props are 4 big circles of each of the 4 colors and which ever you were standing by at the end of the dance is what the color of the big dot on your costume will be.  Our other routine has a prop that is a roof that is on fire.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19339900-114021592469529207?l=twirlworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114021592469529207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19339900&amp;postID=114021592469529207&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/114021592469529207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/114021592469529207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/2006/02/starpower.html' title='Starpower!'/><author><name>Twirl World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14012410746271751602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19339900.post-113737055308867651</id><published>2006-01-15T15:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T16:15:53.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Rush!!!</title><content type='html'>So far I have had one busy weekend.  Friday, my baton team performed at the High School basketball halftime.  We did really good.  We only had three drops.  It may sound bad to have drops at all, but compared to our usual 20 drop routine, it was pretty darn good.  Then Saturday morning I had a tap competition team practice from 11-12:30.  Then from 2-3:30, the director of the studeo was making instruction videos about baton and she asked me to be in it.  That was really fun.  When I was passing a baton into an illusion, the baton got stuck between my legs and this was while we were filming.  It was a little bit embarrassing.  After that I had dinner for my grandpa's birthday.  We ate at the Latin King, it was really good.  Straight from there I went to a friend's birthday party.  My friends and I had so much fun.  Us four got into a skittle and gummy bear fight, but no bruises.  Then we watched a scary movie.  For the rest of the night we were afraid that someone was going to cut our Achilles Tendon and then make us into wax figures while we were still alive.  Yet, by 2:30 in the morning we were fast asleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19339900-113737055308867651?l=twirlworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113737055308867651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19339900&amp;postID=113737055308867651&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/113737055308867651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/113737055308867651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/2006/01/weekend-rush.html' title='Weekend Rush!!!'/><author><name>Twirl World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14012410746271751602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19339900.post-113695675161692668</id><published>2006-01-10T20:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T21:19:17.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rumors</title><content type='html'>I just hate rumors.  Some people think that it is hilarious to spread rumors, but then they freak out when it's about them.  I can't stand it.  Today, a rumor was spread that I liked someone in our grade, but I don't!  I have only spoken eight words to him and that was a year and a half ago.  See, the whole thing started in Art class.  My friends were thinking of people who I would "look good with."  Then this guys name came up and they went crazy.  They figured that  he was the only guy in the grade that was actually taller than me.  Then during lunch, it got out of control.  They took to the next level and told the biggest blabber mouth in the grade.  She stood up in the middle of lunch and announced that I liked this guy.  Unfortunatley, the table next to us had practically all the guys in our grade sitting at it, including the guy.  Then all of a sudden, the entire group of 35 guys went,"OOOOOOOOoooooooooo!"  It was so embarassing!  After lunch it was torcher!  While I was going through the hallways, everyone kept going OOOOooo!  Then in history class, the teacher found out.  She did the date ball for us and wrote &lt;em&gt;Paige Curtis&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Loves Louis&lt;/em&gt; on the board!  Hopefully, tomorrow this whole thing will blow over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19339900-113695675161692668?l=twirlworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113695675161692668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19339900&amp;postID=113695675161692668&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/113695675161692668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/113695675161692668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/2006/01/rumors.html' title='Rumors'/><author><name>Twirl World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14012410746271751602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19339900.post-113670243777361571</id><published>2006-01-07T22:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T22:40:37.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/1600/IMG_1709.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/320/IMG_1709.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/1600/IMG_1691.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/320/IMG_1691.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/1600/IMG_1642.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/320/IMG_1642.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/1600/IMG_1538.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/320/IMG_1538.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/1600/IMG_1454.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/320/IMG_1454.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19339900-113670243777361571?l=twirlworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113670243777361571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19339900&amp;postID=113670243777361571&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/113670243777361571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/113670243777361571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/2006/01/more-pictures.html' title='More Pictures!'/><author><name>Twirl World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14012410746271751602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19339900.post-113670169396902222</id><published>2006-01-07T22:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T22:28:15.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/1600/IMG_1410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/400/IMG_1410.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/1600/IMG_1500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/400/IMG_1500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/1600/IMG_1523.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/400/IMG_1523.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/1600/IMG_1495.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/400/IMG_1495.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/1600/IMG_1428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/400/IMG_1428.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I haven't posted in awhile! I've been recovering from the trip. It was so much fun! Of course I got sick on the way up and vomitted all over my clothes and the back seat. I couldn't change into different clothes because my bag was on the roof. Besides that it was a blast. I really liked the helicopter ride and the four wheeling at my uncle's house. DisneyWorld was great. My favorite ride was the Tower of Terror. I really wanted to go on Soarin', but it was a three hour line. We would have gotten a fast pass for it, but they were all given away for the day at 2:oo in the afternoon when we got there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19339900-113670169396902222?l=twirlworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113670169396902222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19339900&amp;postID=113670169396902222&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/113670169396902222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/113670169396902222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/2006/01/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back!!!'/><author><name>Twirl World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14012410746271751602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19339900.post-113511246358116056</id><published>2005-12-20T13:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T13:12:47.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Talent Show, Car Problems, and Florida!</title><content type='html'>Today was hectic.  At school, we had a talent show and I was in two events.  It's really neat to see all of my friends talents that I never even knew they had.  Then since we were missing a car and my mom can't drive a stick, my dad drove us everywhere.  It turns out that the only problems with the car was that we were out of gas and the gas gage was a quarter tank off.  We were freaking out,  I don't know why it took all day to figure out that there was know gas.  So now we get to go to Florida on time and safe.  I can't believe that we are leaving tomorrow, I'm so excited.  I have to go so that I can pack. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;M&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;R&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;R&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;T&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19339900-113511246358116056?l=twirlworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113511246358116056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19339900&amp;postID=113511246358116056&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/113511246358116056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/113511246358116056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/2005/12/talent-show-car-problems-and-florida.html' title='Talent Show, Car Problems, and Florida!'/><author><name>Twirl World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14012410746271751602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19339900.post-113504030649755224</id><published>2005-12-19T16:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T16:58:26.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Car Problems!</title><content type='html'>Today,  we went to see our grandparents for Christmas since we'll be in Florida.  On the way there our car went dead on the side of the road.  All of us are ok, but my mom was freaking out a little. My parents are still waiting at the car for a tow truck to come.The worst thing is that we are leaving for our trip to Florida and DisneyWorld Wednesday morning.  The funny thing about this is that just an hour before we left the house, my mom had gone to jiffy lube for our trip to make sure that everything was ok.  They said everything was fine, so they must have done something to it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I'll post later about what happens to the car and if we are going on our trip.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19339900-113504030649755224?l=twirlworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113504030649755224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19339900&amp;postID=113504030649755224&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/113504030649755224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/113504030649755224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/2005/12/car-problems.html' title='Car Problems!'/><author><name>Twirl World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14012410746271751602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19339900.post-113442809088443025</id><published>2005-12-12T14:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T14:54:52.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Romeo and Juliet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/1600/shakespeare.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/400/shakespeare.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In English, we have been reading Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet. For our project, we got into groups and reacted a scene but in a different era. My group reacted the scene where the two star-crossed lovers killed themselves for eachother. We chose the 80's era. It took place at a concert for Romeo's band. Romeo thought that Juliet (me) died in a mosh pit so he jumps off of the speakers and ontop of a fan with a spiky mullet. The mullet's spikes cut and impale him. As he dies his last words are,"GAG ME WITH A SPOON!" Then Juliet pushes her way through the crowd to find Romeo dead. Then she cuts herself on the mullet and eventually bleeds out to death. I would just like everybody to know that I did not write this, but our class thought it was hilarious. The part that everybody thought was hilarious was when Romeo fell on the fans mullet and all the fan said was," BODACIOUS!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19339900-113442809088443025?l=twirlworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113442809088443025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19339900&amp;postID=113442809088443025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/113442809088443025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/113442809088443025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/2005/12/romeo-and-juliet.html' title='Romeo and Juliet'/><author><name>Twirl World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14012410746271751602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19339900.post-113426882682270666</id><published>2005-12-10T17:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T18:40:26.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Bee!!</title><content type='html'>Today was busy, busy, busy.  This morning I had two performances downtown.  It was really comical when 13 girls ,each with a baton, are shoved into a tiny area and then had to toss them to eachother.  Well, after that I went shopping, which gave me only an hour to get ready for my next event of the day.  At five o'clock we had the dedication of our new church.  It was really neat with the bishop there and everything, but it was also really long.  In the middle of the mass someone an isle over threw up all over the new pew.  Then she went to got to the bathroom and threw up in the isle.  Just what we need, the spread of the flu.  Anyway, now I'm here at home, babysitting my brothers while my parents are at a Christmas party.  All I have to do now is wait for the pizza guy to get here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19339900-113426882682270666?l=twirlworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113426882682270666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19339900&amp;postID=113426882682270666&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/113426882682270666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/113426882682270666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/2005/12/busy-bee.html' title='Busy Bee!!'/><author><name>Twirl World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14012410746271751602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19339900.post-113398441766629597</id><published>2005-12-07T11:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T11:40:17.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CRASH!!!</title><content type='html'>Today was an early out for our schools. At the bus stop, my friends kept kicking snow up on eachother and pushing people in the snow. I was the first victim. I had snow up and down my legs, but it's ok 'cause I payed them back. Well anyway. On the bus ride home we were&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/1600/buses.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 113px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 122px" height="107" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/400/buses.jpg" width="98" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on a rode that the trucks hadn't sanded so as we were turning we slid right into a van with three kids in it. They weren't hurt, but I'm sure they were scared. So we had to wait for the police to get there before any of us could leave. I would have walked, but my house wasn't in walking distance. Even though the accident wasn't a good thing, I thought it was hilarious in an ironic kind of way. You have to admit that you wouldn't expect public school bus to almost tear your door off. I can just imagine the headlines,"Killer buses, Beware!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19339900-113398441766629597?l=twirlworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113398441766629597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19339900&amp;postID=113398441766629597&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/113398441766629597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/113398441766629597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/2005/12/crash.html' title='CRASH!!!'/><author><name>Twirl World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14012410746271751602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19339900.post-113382148153379876</id><published>2005-12-05T14:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T20:19:35.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Secret Santa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/1600/secret%20santa.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 93px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 104px" height="119" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/400/secret%20santa.jpg" width="104" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year my friends and I are doing secret santa. Last year, I had my best friend Kate. This year I have my other best friend Kelsey. I know what you're thinking. Why am I typing this if it is suppost to be a secret, but she found out. I don't know who my secret santa is but, I still haven't gotten a present, but we have two weeks. I am glad that I got my best friends two years in a row.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19339900-113382148153379876?l=twirlworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113382148153379876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19339900&amp;postID=113382148153379876&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/113382148153379876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/113382148153379876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/2005/12/secret-santa.html' title='Secret Santa!'/><author><name>Twirl World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14012410746271751602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19339900.post-113356217038612049</id><published>2005-12-02T14:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T14:22:50.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>23 More Days Till Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/1600/disneyworld.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/400/disneyworld.0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited for Christmas. This year, my family is taking our first vacation to DisneyWorld in Florida. I am excited of course, but I will miss being at the usual family gatherings. What I will miss the most is waking up Christmas morning. I still get to decorate though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19339900-113356217038612049?l=twirlworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113356217038612049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19339900&amp;postID=113356217038612049&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/113356217038612049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/113356217038612049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/2005/12/23-more-days-till-christmas.html' title='23 More Days Till Christmas!'/><author><name>Twirl World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14012410746271751602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19339900.post-113347604637284256</id><published>2005-12-01T14:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T14:27:26.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clique Feud!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today, two of my friends got in a feud.  Neither one will talk to the other or even apologize.  It ended up starting a bunch of little fights.  This made lunch hilarious.  Well, all my friends eat at this one big table, but we usually sit at one end.  Today,  there was six people sitting on one end and six on the other.  Then there was four of us that sat inbetween them.  We called ourselves the Peace Corp.  Our motto was,"We want peace, don't make us choose." Our plan to get our clique back together didn't exactly work, but it really was fun coming up the motto(more like a chant).  Until later we are two groups united by four people.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19339900-113347604637284256?l=twirlworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113347604637284256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19339900&amp;postID=113347604637284256&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/113347604637284256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/113347604637284256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/2005/12/clique-feud.html' title='Clique Feud!'/><author><name>Twirl World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14012410746271751602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19339900.post-113338972074715344</id><published>2005-11-30T14:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T14:28:43.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>World's Ugliest Dog!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/1600/Sam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 5px 5px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/400/Sam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;ISN'T HE CUTE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This dog's name is Sam. He died at the age of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fifteen. His owner adopted him when &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/1600/angel%20sam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 326px" height="369" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/400/angel%20sam.jpg" width="282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;he was nine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said she adopted him because she figured he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was unadoptable. Since then she slept with him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyday and he was really friendly too.  He died of heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disease, isn't that sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;SAM!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19339900-113338972074715344?l=twirlworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113338972074715344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19339900&amp;postID=113338972074715344&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/113338972074715344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/113338972074715344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/2005/11/worlds-ugliest-dog_30.html' title='World&apos;s Ugliest Dog!'/><author><name>Twirl World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14012410746271751602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19339900.post-113330427667513799</id><published>2005-11-29T14:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T14:44:36.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/1600/cold.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 171px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="107" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/400/cold.0.jpg" width="164" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At some occasions I enjoy the cold, but today it was completely different. One of my friends and I decided that making kids stand out at the bus stop for fifteen minutes should be illegal. Especially when they yell at us if we wait in the school for our bus to get here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my other friend and I went up to the high school for advanced English, we ran all the way there and all the way back because of the cold. I felt really bad for my friend because she is a cheerleader and today she had to wear her skirt. She looked really funny when she was running down a hill and holding down her skirt at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I CAN'T WAIT TILL MY VACATION TO FLORIDA OVER &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CHRISTMAS&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19339900-113330427667513799?l=twirlworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113330427667513799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19339900&amp;postID=113330427667513799&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/113330427667513799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/113330427667513799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/2005/11/brrrrrrrrrrrrr.html' title='Brrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Twirl World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14012410746271751602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19339900.post-113321714307892936</id><published>2005-11-28T14:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T14:32:23.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to School</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/1600/back%20to%20school.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/400/back%20to%20school.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had to go back to school from Thanksgiving break. Everyone was in some kind of lull. I sware that around THIRTY kids went home sick. One girl even fainted in the office. Maybe there was something in the turkey. Usually kids are always talking about there weekends and giggling about funny things that happened. Today, even my roudiest class were silent, and it wasn't because of the test we took that hour.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19339900-113321714307892936?l=twirlworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113321714307892936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19339900&amp;postID=113321714307892936&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/113321714307892936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/113321714307892936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/2005/11/back-to-school.html' title='Back to School'/><author><name>Twirl World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14012410746271751602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19339900.post-113314468530446461</id><published>2005-11-27T18:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T18:24:45.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lesson</title><content type='html'>Today I had a lesson for the first time in a month. I got a whole new routine with a bunch of harder tricks. Each one of them added a new bump to my head. Even though it was pain&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/1600/sport%20of%20baton%20twirling.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/400/sport%20of%20baton%20twirling.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ful, I love my new routine. It has a larger variety of tricks and my coach added more body work. By the end of my routine I could almost die. I can't wait to add more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19339900-113314468530446461?l=twirlworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113314468530446461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19339900&amp;postID=113314468530446461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/113314468530446461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/113314468530446461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/2005/11/lesson.html' title='Lesson'/><author><name>Twirl World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14012410746271751602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19339900.post-113304564951420222</id><published>2005-11-26T14:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T18:35:48.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 78px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 93px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="114" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3942/1912/320/movingtwirler2.jpg" width="110" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first post on my site. Baton twirling is what I love to do the most. Lately it seems to be all that I think about. I'm sure that I sound all peppy and obsessed with glitter and sequins. That's no me at all. In fact, that's not what twirling is either. You'd be surprised at how hard baton twirlers work and practice each day. Some of them practice 20 hours a week. Twirling is just misunderstood and stereotyped all the time. Hopefully I can show you with this site.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19339900-113304564951420222?l=twirlworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113304564951420222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19339900&amp;postID=113304564951420222&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/113304564951420222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19339900/posts/default/113304564951420222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twirlworld.blogspot.com/2005/11/hello.html' title='HELLO!'/><author><name>Twirl World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14012410746271751602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
